Covering the Sky: Fairy, I really need to control you properly.

Xu Jinhuan had just stepped out of the seventh level of the Immortal Pool, and the water stains on his robes were not yet completely dry, when Wushi's voice rang in his mind.

"Fellow Daoist Xu, there are some things I need to attend to, it's time for me to go."

Calm and brief, revealing no particular emotion.

But Xu Jinhuan had spent some time with him and could now discern those things from his tone of voice. At this moment, Wu Shi was speaking half a beat faster than usual, as if he was in a hurry or deliberately avoiding something.

……

As Xu Jinhuan and Wushi bid farewell to Yaochi, the sun was setting in the west.

The West Emperor Pagoda stands quietly in the deepest part of the sacred site, its entire body emerald green, and the shimmering green-gold luster of the Immortal Tears flows in the twilight.

Previously, Wushi entered the tower alone and stayed there for about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea. No one knows what he said to that deity of the imperial weapon.

"Fellow Daoist Xu," he said, "let's go. I don't want the people of Yaochi to know."

The two left the Yaochi area and arrived at an unnamed desolate hill.

"Fellow Daoist Wushi, what's going on? Why are you in such a hurry to leave Yaochi?" Xu Jinhuan asked, somewhat puzzled.

He looked inward into the sea of ​​suffering, where a scroll floated silently.

The scroll contains the offspring of an ancient peach tree, its old bark cracked like dragon scales, while a few tender leaves are dazzlingly green.

Beneath the roots of the plant, several mounds of sacred soil piled up, each grain glistening, and several pools of divine spring water gathered to form a pond, shimmering with light.

The entire miniature herb garden was enveloped by a very faint seal, the work of the Queen Mother of the West. It was not a complex restriction, but just a few lines that sealed this small area as a whole, without letting any life force leak out.

Wu Shi suddenly stopped and stretched out his hand.

Those hands were becoming transparent, and a faint light was already emanating from their edges.

"I may not be able to stay here any longer."

Xu Jinhuan was startled and sensed something.

The originally stable resonance of Daoist principles between myself and Wushi now seemed to be separated by a layer of mist, blurry and distant.

Is the Tree of Heaven the limit of sustaining all things...?

Wu Shi, however, was quite frank, saying, "Just now, while browsing through ancient books, many words were obscured by a layer of causal fog, making them difficult to understand."

"Communicating with the deities of the Western Emperor Tower has also resulted in the loss of my five senses, making it impossible to transmit much information. It seems it's time to go back."

The fog obscures everything, the five senses are lost, and ancient history is ultimately irreversible. This is a realm that only the realm of Immortal Emperors can truly explore.

Xu Jinhuan remained silent for a moment before speaking, "I'm still too weak; my time limit is limited! Before leaving, shall we go and see the traces of your attainment of Dao in this era?"

He thought that if Wushi Zhong met this young Wushi who had not yet attained enlightenment, he might feel some kind of resonance.

Imperial weapons possess a spirit, and they might well react upon seeing their former master's youthful body.

Wu Shi shook his head: "No need. Cause and effect obscure it, so going there would be useless, and besides..."

A slight smirk played on his lips, tinged with self-deprecation: "Future Dao soldiers may not recognize me, a mere youth who has not yet attained Dao."

Xu Jinhuan remained silent.

Wushi spoke frankly, but the more frankly he spoke, the more uneasy people felt about it.

The innate essence of the Immortal Pool, the Western Emperor's Scripture, and the sapling under the peach tree—each and every one of these items was given away casually by the young Wushi, and accepted casually by Xu Jinhuan.

After spending the last few days together, Xu Jinhuan had figured out the temperament of the young man Wushi. He was incredibly unrestrained and carefree.

We met briefly and parted ways in just a few days.

Xu Jinhuan originally thought that this was just a matter of cause and effect, but at this moment she suddenly felt a kind of inexplicable reluctance in her heart.

"Perhaps, we will meet again someday."

With a thought, he transmitted a scripture through his mind.

The Records of the Eastern Emperor.

Wushi took the scripture, scanned it with his divine sense, and raised an eyebrow slightly.

With his discerning eye, he could naturally see that this was a complete imperial scripture, with profound Daoist principles and strict rules, far surpassing ordinary cultivation methods.

"As expected of someone capable of using spacetime techniques." He looked at Xu Jinhuan and smiled. "Fellow Daoist Xu, as we part, I suddenly have a question to ask."

"you say."

Are there immortals in this world?

Immortals have been elusive since ancient times, pursued by countless cultivators throughout their lives, and yet never attained by many great emperors who devoted their entire lives to them.

The word itself carries a weight that is unattainable.

Xu Jinhuan nodded without hesitation: "Immortals truly exist, and they are far from the end. In this vast world, there are even more powerful beings!"

Wushi was silent for a moment, then smiled.

"good!"

Then he raised his hand, and a secret technique transformed into a stream of light, which also entered Xu Jinhuan's brow.

All nine secrets are characters.

Xu Jinhuan was slightly taken aback. He had originally planned to go to Zhuofeng to comprehend this secret himself after some time.

Unexpectedly, before parting, Wushi directly gifted him this secret technique.

Thanks.

"This experience is one in a million; I am the one who should thank you!"

The young man's arm was turning into light, starting from his fingertips, turning into tiny specks of light inch by inch, which drifted into the twilight.

That is the power of time, the power of cause and effect, the power that "erases" a being that does not belong to this era from the long river of time.

Xu Jinhuan reached out to touch it. His fingers went straight through the illuminated area, but he didn't touch anything.

Chaotic mist surged from the void, thick as a waterfall, enveloping Wushi's body layer by layer.

"Fellow Daoist Xu," Wushi's voice came from the mist, "In the very last moment, use that gourd to send me somewhere."

"where?"

Wushi uttered a name.

"Primordial Ancient Mine!"

The Primordial Mine, one of the seven forbidden zones of life, has existed for so long that its exact age cannot be traced. Its name, Primordial, is enough to illustrate its antiquity.

There lies more than one supreme being, including the Qilin Ancient Emperor, the Corpse Emperor, the Myriad Dragons Emperor, the Blood Phoenix Ancient Emperor, and so on. Any one of them was an ancient emperor-level being who once suppressed an era.

It was once the place where the Desolate Heavenly Emperor mined and was enslaved...

"Okay!" Xu Jinhuan didn't ask why.

"I want to see what's so special about that restricted area!"

Xu Jinhuan stopped talking, activated the Immortal-Slaying Gourd, wrapped Wushi's body, which was already mostly transparent, tore through the void, and fled towards the Northern Region.

……

The Primordial Ancient Mine is located deep within the northern land.

Above, an ever-present darkness looms, and layers of mist seal the entire ancient mine in chaos, isolating it from the world.

At the edge of the ancient mine, jagged rocks stand, and eerie light occasionally seeps from the ground, creating a chilling atmosphere.

Xu Jinhuan did not approach. He hung the Immortal-Slaying Gourd on the outer edge of the ancient mine, with the mouth of the gourd pointing towards the depths of the mining area. Chaotic energy fell down, sending Wushi's almost completely transparent body into the heart of the forbidden zone.

The ghostly voice seemed to have traversed the barriers of time and space, originating from the endless abyss.

"Um?"

At this moment, a being within the Primordial Ancient Mine awakened.

The Supreme Beings possess incredibly keen senses. Even the faintest of creatures' auras, as insignificant as dust, cannot escape their detection once they get close.

"Who dares disturb our slumber?"

At this moment, inside the Primordial Ancient Mine, most of Wushi's body had become completely transparent, with only his upper body still retaining a blurry outline.

He walked into the deepest part of the ancient mine, like a traveler who had strayed into forbidden territory.

Wushi: "Greetings to all those who are sleeping here!"